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The nickname made me grin and his lips on my neck made me moan, made me care a lot less about invisible airplane grime.
“I don’t lie,” I purred. “It’s just—”
“Just nothing.” The velvety depth of his tone cut right through me, sinking into my chest as he turned my face to his, forcing me to look him in the eyes, which was fucking…hypnotic.
It didn’t help that he smelled like the lavender and chamomile spray I knew he used to help himself to sleep.
Clearly, it hadn’t worked tonight.
“Do you need to feel me inside younow…or not?” he asked, plainly forcing a choice. His eyes, dusky and low, raked over my face as he leaned in, getting close enough to kiss me, but not doing it.
“Damn tease,” I muttered, and amusement lit his eyes but he didn’t crack a smile.
He was waiting for my answer.
When I gave it, in the form of a subtle nod, he wasted no time backing me toward the table at the entry. I watched, enthralled, as he pulled a condom from the pocket of his sweats before he pushed them, and his boxers, down in front, letting his dick spring free. He slipped the condom on with me as a captive audience, waiting, expecting to be propped up on the table.
Instead, he turned me around.
I met his gaze in the mirror there as he reached under my oversized tee for the waistband of my shorts and panties to yank down. He grabbed a handful of my hair, pushing my head down to force me to bend.
He didn’t let go once he was inside.
He hooked his other arm around my waist, tugging my hair to make me look up, to look at him in the mirror as he stroked me, deep and slow.
“Where you been?” he asked, pushing all the way in, staying there as he moved his grip from my hair to my throat instead, urging me to straighten.
“Cali,” I moaned, back arching as his other hand moved to my clit. “Work.”
His lips dropped to my temple for a soft kiss, his gaze still stuck to mine. “Welcome back.”
Thanks.
My mouth dropped open, not enough air to audibly gasp as he slammed into me after a sudden pull back. After that, it wasstroke, stroke, stroke,over and over, a steady push, push, push.
“Fuuuck, Brookie,” he groaned in my ear, slowing the pace again to those deliberate, intoxicating,almost-too-deepstrokes that made me feel a little crazy. “Look at your fine ass,” he said, urging me to open my eyes.
I did, just in time to watch the pink tip of his tongue flick out, teasing my neck. He followed the teasing with his lips, with his teeth, gently nipping me at the nape.
“Kyir,” I whimpered, feeling helpless, boneless, outside my damn skin as he moved to a faster, steady pace I tried to match with my hips, the friction, the stretch, thedepthall pooling into… bliss.
Utterly, completely.
He pushed into me with a harsh groan, hands anchored at my hips as he spilled into the condom.Thank God.
After a moment with his face pressed to my shoulder, catching his breath, he looked up, meeting my gaze in the mirror again.
“Nowyou can take that shower.”
